Seventeen imagines

#60 "Coward"

#svtshortimagines #Jun (#60)

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“Hmmmmm hmmm Li-li-li yabbay,” I hummed while looking up the sky under the shade of an old oak tree.

The sky is painted in blue and the clouds scattered like a pot molding in different shapes. Birds’ chirpings are music to my ears as the winds blew invisible notes passing to my soul.

“Hey, do you want to go back inside the–”

Oh? (y/n) is sleeping. Aigoo, she always falls asleep wherever she got her head laid down. A moment ago, she asked me if she can lean on my shoulder because she is too tired. Now, she fell already asleep. Stubborn. How can you easily knocked out your consciousness in front of a guy?

I tilted my head and looked at her face; too peaceful I can feel her warmth.

“You, are so defenseless,” I whispered while looking at her face for almost an inch away.

“Hmmm,” she mumbled and moved a bit. As she moved, I feel her hand bumping to mine.

~ba-dump ba-dump ba-dump~ My heart beats crazy as hell!

I raised my pinky, my index finger and my thumb. Slowly, I hold her hand.

Oh man, what am I doing right now?!

My eyes wandered from her brows, down to her eye lashes, to her nose and stopped right into her moist lips. I gulped instantly while my lungs suddenly forget how to function.

It’s been 10 years. Yes, 10 years of thinking how her lips taste are. I wonder, how does it feel kissing those lips of her? Is it soft? Hot? Addicting? Sweet?

I badly want to taste it.

Without knowing, I started to lean closer, closer to her lips, much closer I can feel her breath brushing on my skin. It gave me mixed emotions of getting shiver and excitement.

My eyes are half-closed and my hand squeezed her hand. Just a little bit more. Please, just a little more courage and I can finally kiss her!

“What are you doing?”

“Waaah!” I shouted.

I moved away with my eyes widened. “Y-You already awake?” I stuttered. Gosh! Did she see it?

“Hmm,” she mumbled and stretched her arms upwards. “I sleep well on your shoulder. Indeed, friend’s shoulder is the best thing to lean on.”

I forged a laugh and said, “Ha-ha-ha! Glad you slept well, hehe.”

My goodness, I think she didn’t saw it!

“Ahh anyway, what were you doing earlier? Your face was so close I can feel your breath,” she looked at me with her infamous poker face reaction.

“N-Nothing!” I pouted and looked away.

“Hey Jun, were you plotting something?” she asked.

My heart skip a beat again. I looked back and gulped. “L-Like what?”

“Like,” she is looking at me seriously.

If ever, only if she is going to say that I was going to kiss her, maybe, this 10 years unrequited love I had will take in the next level.

“Like drawing a mole to my face?” she said innocently.

Damn.

She is too dense. Really dense. This girl doesn’t know anything about romantic feelings or dating. Well, she came from a poor family and she only focuses on her studies and part time jobs.

“Hahaha!” I laughed. “You really are a turtle.”

“Turtle?”

“Yes. Cause you are too slow, you idiot,” I looked away to hide my blushing cheeks.

Yes, she is too slow, while I am too coward to confess my feelings to my best friend.

“Jun.”

“What?”

“Your hand.”

My hand? Wait. Ahh! I am still holding her hand! Idiot! Stupid! I removed my hand from her and forged a cough. “You are the one who held my hand while you were sleeping! Yuck! Ewww.”

“Did I? Then sorry.”

Argh, she is so cold!

“Well, let’s go inside,” she offered and about to stand up. But—

“What’s wrong if we are holding hands?!” I  pulled her down and holds her hand.

She looked at me, still with her expressionless face. “Cause if one of your girlfriends saw it, she will probably pulled my hair until I go bald.”

Girlfriends. Yes, I do have GIRLFRIENDS. And I only do it just to avoid the fact that I am crazy in love with my best friend. Always playing a bad boy, tsk.

“You witch! Why are you holding my Oppa’s (boyfriend’s) hand?!” some girl shouted.

“Oh, speaking off,” (y/n) said and pulled her hand away from my grip.

I looked at that girl, actually, my current girlfriend. “Why are you here?”

“Oppa!” she shouted. “This is unfair. I thought that witch is your friend? What’s with the holding hands?”

“Friends can hold hands. Do make some scene and go home,” I said in irritated tone.

“You b*tch! You are flirting with him right?! Acting like a friend! So disgusting!” she said to (y/N)

(Y/N) stared at her from head to toe. With her fierce eyes she said, “Jun and I, are only friends. JUST.A.FRIEND.”

She said, we are only friends. We are.

We are only friends.

We are only friends; words linger inside my head and my heart feels aching. I clenched my fists and bit my lower lip.

“Also, you are cuter, prettier,” she added, “and sexier than me. You came from a well off family so you don’t need to get jealous.” She gets her bag and looked at me. “I am too tired to explain everything to your girlfriend. I am going now, bye.”

“Wait!” my girlfriend yelled so she stopped and looked back.

“What?” she asked.

“I need to confirm something before you leave.”

“What is it you want to-“

My eyes widen!

My girlfriend kisses me! What the f*ck!? I--- Damn!

I shove her away, while panting. “What the hell are you doing?!” I yelled then looked at (y/n) face.

Is she going to get mad? Frustrated or?

“I am going now,” she said and turned around.

“Oh? She really didn’t like you,” my crazy girlfriend muttered.

Looking at her back moving away from me… it hurts. It hurts so bad, I think I can die. That kiss didn’t affect at her at all. And I was crazy thinking that she… she might be… be…

“How can I guy like you make her cry?” Some man said.

A man is standing in front of (Y/N) while looking at me. I know him, it is Jeon Wonwoo. He is popular in this campus.

“You made her cry,” he said and looked at (Y/n) face.

Wait, what?! (y/n) is crying?!

“Hey (Y/n) are you c-crying?” I asked and about to runs towards her. But—

“I will make it fair,” Wonwoo said before he holds (y/n) shoulders, leaned down and kisses her lips in front of me.

Her first kiss….was taking away from me.

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